“History repeats itself, first as tragedy, second as farce.” Karl Marx
In Rows We Laughed In rows we laughed about cromagnon man, we mocked conquistador's self-righteous, salvific crusade, we deplored the blindness of modernity scratched in white across two wars, we were sickened by greedy monarchs crushing cultures, aghast at nationalism and every moral injury belonging to leader and flag, in rows we laughed taking each other for granted, bullying, stealing each other's things, lying, misogynising, fighting, shrinking, hiding, in rows we laughed, without reflecting. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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Indeed 🙂
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Well done, Paul. We think this was in the past but it’s also Now.
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Too true Pat, we seem to perpetuate it in every generation in spite of knowing, sigh .
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From ‘Blowing in the Wind’, “When will we ever learn?”
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Nice connect Pat, love that song, and yes, when??
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Ouch! “We have met the enemy and he is us.”
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Bingo, yes indeed Liz.
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Deep!
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Thank you Ruth
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So, so true, Paul.
❤
David
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How might we change, sigh.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Reflects my entire childhood! 🙂 Very,very well said…
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So, it is endemic, which is sad, but yet obvious really, it is passed down the generations. Thank you so much.
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So true. Very well said, Paul.
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Thank you very much Amy
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